We are back in the groove. School, homework, reading assignments, soccer practice, gymnastics, piano lessons, go to bed early, get up early-we've only been in school one month and it feels like summer was a million years ago. And I'm the mom; I'm not even the one going to school.
My kids and I were in the car and one of our favorite songs came on the radio, Sheryl Crows "All I Wanna Do." We were smiling at each other and singing very loudly when it hit me: That is what this column is all about. All of these books are fun. Thats it. Fun.
Kati, I say, how about a weekend in Minnesota, just the two of us? Kati, my 14-year-old, just shrugs. Cmon Kati, well stay in a hotel, eat out, itll be fun. No response. I pull out my trump card. We can go to the Mall of America. OK, she says. Lets go.
Kylie, I call, we need to start writing our article about Hawaii. Have you been thinking about it? She answers, How many words does it have to be? (Im proud. Shes learning writers lingo.) About 850 words, I say. Thats easy, she says, just type the word beautiful 850 times.